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31. The Sad Kids Club

i kinda love how neatly i've set this chapter out; 
vic and kellin's part = start and end 
other stories = through the middle 

i was reading some of you guys' comments the other day and the beautiful thing about this fic is i've noticed it's created friendships between people
you don't know how many times i've read someone reply to someone else' comment saying, 'oh my god you're my best friend now' and i think it's just lovely okay 

i'm estimating there will be around six-twelve chapters left of this story, idkkk  
i kinda never want it to end but sadly, it eventually will 

after i wrote my part of this chapter i felt hella productive and was about to attempt to be fit and go for a run
but then my mom came home with pizza and i was like lol nah

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Pov: Vic.

                    Diary entry / / August 21st 

 

I always try and tell myself, 
"you're not alone."

yet when I get into bed at night
my sadness envelopes me
rather than my blankets
and my head is propped up
by a monster of thoughts
rather than my pillow
and by the weight in my chest
it feels as if the mattress
is laying on top of me
rather than latter

and I know through
this confusion
is when i sit up
and take a look around 
there only person there
          is me
and the only person
who understands
         is me

and
gosh,
I
am
alone. 

[credits to g.h. -- who ever the heck that guy/girl is]

To who ever may be reading this diary entry in the future, take a step back for a second. I want you to imagine your life is just like my own.  

Finally, after years of feeling alone, and unloved, you discover someone who resembles the person who is going to rescue you from yourself, the one who is going to love and care for you until the day the last breath leaves their lips.

Sure, this is your first boyfriend, and automatically believing the relationship will last forever is a comprehensively unrealistic belief, but you can't help it, you're a clueless, hopeless romantic teenager, who believes anything can happen. 

You and your new found love have arguments, sure, but it's okay, right? Because arguments only make your bond grow stronger. 

But what about when your said sweetheart starts indulging into horrendous additions in which involve different shaded pills, sharp pointy objects and a powder as white as snow on a cold, Winter’s day? What happens, when the emotional pain of your arguments, turn physical? 

What happens, when you wake up on occasional mornings, having to hide the harsh, plum tinted bruises and blood red marks covering your torso, and the byzantine swelling upon your left eye? Shielding it with liquid foundation to avoid revealing the horrible truth, to your parents, to your fellow classmates, to your friends, and most of all, to the one who did it.